Here are the Scottish lyrics to one of my favorite songs, a little bittersweet, but pretty. The last set of lyrics are my favorite. In English, they mean "And there’s a hand my trusty friend, And give us a hand o’ thine, And we’ll take a right good-will draught,
for auld lang syne."
And they say all I want to say to this community.
Again, happy New Year. See you in 2008!
Dane
Auld Lang Syne, by Robert Burns
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And days o' auld lang syne
CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my dear,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely ye’ll be your pint-stoup !
And surely I’ll be mine !
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
CHORUS
We twa hae run about the braes,
and pou’d the gowans fine ;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
sin’ auld lang syne.
CHORUS
We twa hae paidl’d in the burn,
frae morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin’ auld lang syne.
CHORUS
And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere !
And gies a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll tak a right gude-willie-waught,
for auld lang syne.
